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📍Manchester, Jamaica | Mandeville

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📍Manchester, Jamaica | Mandeville

A Few Days Later | Tuesday, August 30th

10 PM

"Kelsie, look from when me a look yuh" I draw her chair closer to me, situating it between my legs.

My father doesn't support workplace romance, but when I have I ever cared about what Gabriel supports.

Pussy a pussy, workplace or not.

"Maxe me done tell yuh already, me nuh wah lose me job" she whispers, her cheeks inflamed.

"Weh me tell yuh already?" I ask, leaning down so that we are now face-to-face.

"Yuh cyaa lose yuh job when yah date di bosses son"

Is that true?

Me nuh know enuh, just a talk weh come to mind.

"So what? Yuh really want to take us seriously? Or am I just one of your many women?" she probes, looking up at me through her lashes.

Yah one of me many women baby, nah lie.

"Me only want yuh Kelsie, and me been a tell yuh dat" I lie, cupping her face gently into the palm of my hand.

Man a wicked.

Kelsie was my dad's assistant, and on the days that he worked overtime, so did she.

I was just here being idle in the building, and just so happened to bump into her.

"Okay, suh what? Yuh wah we guh out pon date and dem ting deh?" she asks, her voice meek.

Hate when gyal use dah likkle baby voice yah.

But me willing fi endure fi di gold at di end a di tunnel.

Nah wild yuh yah Kelsie.

Do yuh ting muma.

"Of course, how bout this weekend?" I propose, mentally rearranging my schedule.

I had a Saturday lunch date with this girl I met in SuperPlus yesterday, so that meant I only had availability for dinner with Kelsie.

My Sunday schedule was to be dedicated to a night out at Cyrus's club.

"Me aguh come pick yuh Saturday night, dress nice" I tell her, standing up from where I was seated on her desk.

Before she can respond, I land a soft kiss on her cheek, leaving her speechless.

Maamz kinda fo-fool doh.

My kinda gyal, just pretty and senseless.

"Mek me finish dis work fi yuh fada before yuh get me inna nuh trouble" she chuckles, pushing her chair back over towards her laptop.

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